This is a new adventure for our entire family. One in which none of us are used to. One in which normal is changing. But, one that we can make as beautiful as we choose. Right now my parents are remodeling their new home (what fun) and mom is thinking up a million ways to redecorate it I am certain (what fun). Once they are moved and settled, they better believe they will have guests. Five rowdy and excitable guests. I have told the Mr that my fondest childhood memories stem from summers in Oscoda, as an adult I struggled to make time to get there, there was always something more important, filled with more adventure. But, now, there is nothing more important.
I cannot wait to show my girls some of my childhood memories. Riding big red, canoeing the Au Sable River, eating Jim’s ice cream, biking to the corner store for candy, movie nights with family, card night with family, the Catholic church on the water, Big Boy, Mackinac City, Mackinac Island, The Grand Hotel, Enchanted Blooms, etc etc etc. The list is endless. The joy is authentic. The adventure is a traditional family vacation. I cannot wait for my girls to experience, what in my heart is, the best summer vacation ever.
To my parents I simply say this: